The Taoist priests nodded and all looked at Wu Feng. Only the Xuankong Zhenren said nothing, his expression was still so solemn. After a moment, he said coldly: Boy, how did you offend the Xuanwu Elder of the White Lotus Sect, it was really dead in your hands.

Wu Feng nodded, facing the uncle of the master, he naturally did not dare to hide it. He first admitted that Elder Xuanwu died at his own hands, and then briefly explained why he offended the people of the White Lotus Sect. He started with Weng Chai and Qingxu Demon Dao, and then talked about the reason why he came to Shandong. In order to save the eldest brother, he and Lao Liu went thousands of miles to find Xue Gui Doctor. As a result, Xue Gui Doctor was kidnapped by Li Lao Ni from the Lunan branch of the White Lotus Sect, and then went to Guanyin Cave of Gu Lao'an to save Xue Gui Doctor. Unfortunately, he met Elder Xuanwu of the White Lotus Sect. He brought out the thousand-year blood demon that he had sacrificed. After a death battle, Lao Liu forced the sky thunder to kill the thousand-year blood demon, and he released the little ghost baby to fight side by side with him. He fought to death before killing Elder Xuanwu.

Wu Feng was not very detailed, but the general content was clear to all the Taoist priests. Among them, Wu Feng deliberately omitted some key issues and did not say it, such as the elixir given to him by the ancestor grandfather, such as the Yin-Yang Eight-Group of Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra. These things are related to the ancestor grandfather, and Wu Feng cannot reveal them to anyone.

Although the general matters, the Taoist priests have almost understood it. The only doubt is how Wu Feng killed Elder Xuanwu. A young man under 20 years old is the youngest disciple of Maoshan. It is impossible to deal with a branch rudder of the White Lotus Sect. How can he kill an elder of the White Lotus Sect?

The Taoist priests were puzzled.

True Man Xuankong was skeptical and walked slowly to Wu Feng's side, and suddenly said in a deep voice: Boy, stretch out your hand.

Wu Feng raised his head and looked at Master Xuan Kong, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Even though his old man's breath was introverted at this moment, Wu Feng was still a little afraid of the uncle in front of him, and then slowly lifted his hand.

Master Xuankong immediately held Wu Feng's hand. Wu Feng felt his hand dry and warm, and it felt very safe to hold it. But after a moment, Master Xuankong suddenly released a breath and rushed straight into the Laogong point on Wu Feng's back. This breath flowed through the eight strange meridians, and finally circled in the dantian, and then returned from Master Xuankong's body from the Laogong point.

Now, Wu Feng suddenly felt a little relaxed. He was no longer as tired as before, and he became much more energetic.

Master Xuankong withdrew his hand, looked at Wu Feng's eyes with a hint of confusion and confusion. After pondering for a while, he said: Boy, the Dantian is indeed different from ordinary people, and his cultivation is not weak, and all the practices are our Maoshan's martial arts. Your cultivation is not something you have learned from hard work, but it feels like you are making a leaps and bounds. With your current cultivation level, you have surpassed your master Qingfeng. It seems that your master has not taught you much. Who taught you this skill.
Chapter completed!